14 Deliver me out of the mire,
And let me not sink;
Let me be delivered from those who hate me,
And out of the deep waters.

15 Let not the floodwater overflow me,
Nor let the deep swallow me up;
And let not the pit shut its mouth on me.

19 You know ^amy reproach, my shame, and my dishonor;
My adversaries are all before You. ‡

20 Reproach has broken my heart,
And I am full of¹ heaviness;
^aI looked for someone to take pity, but there was none;
And for ^bcomforters, but I found none. ‡